In the place where Princess Jinyang couldn't see, Zhu Luan was very sober.

She saw the wasteland again.

But at this time, this wasteland can no longer be called a wasteland, and it is more appropriate to call it a grassland.

On the land of Zhu Luan, the world that was originally raging by the storm has gradually calmed down and calmed down.

The barren land, which was originally dry and cracked, and only the barren land where sporadic grasses grew savagely, finally ushered in a water source.

It was a breath of fresh moisture.

The original dazzling sunlight became soft, like a warm quilt, and like a girl's white hands, gently touching the devastated earth.

A large piece of dust like broken gold was blown by the breeze, raising a layer of fine sand that covered the new seedlings, and the thin spring became stable with the addition of new water vapor, and moisturized the matter silently into the dry earth under Zhu Luan's feet.

Water is the source of life.

Unimaginable vitality spreads between heaven and earth.

This is the breath of life, endless, not the initial water vapor, but the power of the world itself under the stimulation of that water vapor.

The grass is growing, the spring breeze is blowing, the spring water is tinkling, and the original tender body of the grass blades has become thicker, and more leaves have been pulled out, gradually joining together.

The grass becomes dense like a green carpet, dotted with small flowers, and butterflies and birds fly with it, looking thriving and pleasing to the eye.

Zhu Luan looked at the scenery in front of him and smiled slightly.

But the fly in the ointment is that the green space covered with only one part of the original spring water gushes out, and the wasteland not far away is still yellow and dry, without color.

Although it was small, such a piece of vitality brought some strength to Zhu Luan's weak body. When the medicinal power of Forgotten Dust continued to descend and entered Zhu Luan's dantian, she finally regained some of her outward consciousness.

"She became what she is now to save you, you guy take responsibility for me!"

There was a fierce voice of a girl in my ears.

This voice is......

Jinyang.

Zhu Luan's eyelids weighed a thousand pounds, and he lay on the bed tired and thought in a blur.

At this moment, a deep man's voice came.

"I'll be in charge of what needs to be done, Her Royal Highness the princess commands."

This voice is a little unfamiliar, and I don't feel like I've heard it a few times.

"Is that really the case?" The woman's voice sounded a little skeptical, "Are you willing to do anything?" Would you like to cut off your arm? ”

Before the man could answer, an old woman's scream came from beside him, "Your Highness, please be merciful, the eldest young master just fainted once, and his body has not fully recovered, Miss Nine, we will definitely do our best to save you, you ...... You ......"

Mrs. Chen's trembling voice hadn't finished speaking, and she seemed to have been interrupted by someone around her. Then the man's voice rang out again.

"If it's something that has to be done, I'm willing." He replied quietly.

"Okay." Princess Jinyang's voice sounded very satisfied, "Ambitious, Lizheng, you come here, draw your sword and cut off his arm." ”

"Yes, Your Highness."

Zhu Luan then heard Duan Lizheng's voice in his ears.

Then there was a sound of the sword being drawn and unsheathed.

The sound of the man's robe rubbing as he walked was heard.

There is also the sound of Mrs. Chen's struggle, she seems to be covered by something, and she makes an anxious whining.

"This son, your name is Zhu Rong, right, don't move, I need to send some of your blood back to Miss Nine's body, you just stand there obediently, the naked sword is very fast, and it will be over without any pain."

Zhu Rong snorted lightly.

Then there was a dead silence in the room, and only the faint sound of movement could be heard.

What's going on? Zhu Luan's originally vague consciousness was disturbed by this somewhat curious conversation, and his headache became more and more split.

She began to try to adjust her breath, and as the breath flowed, the medicinal power slowly but surely penetrated, and after a period of hard work, when another trace of medicinal power penetrated into her lungs, Zhu Luan woke up.

She struggled to open her eyes, and there was a shadow on her face, and it was a tall figure of a man.

Zhu Luan's vision gradually became clear, the man in front of him was holding a long sword with his back to him, and in front of him stood Zhu Rong, whose face was a little pale, and the young man was pulling up the cuffs of one arm.

On the left and right sides of Duan Lizheng and Zhu Rong, there were Princess Jinyang who stood with her hands and her face was not good, and Mrs. Chen, who was covered by the Tao female official.

Duan Lizheng raised the Naked Sword, as if he was doing some fine experiment, and gestured on Zhu Rong's arm, the blade of the Naked Sword showed a cold edge, Zhu Rong looked at the sword in his hand as usual, and Mrs. Chen on the side looked like she was about to go crazy, constantly struggling fiercely, with tears in her eyes.

"Well, I'll take a look," Princess Jinyang looked at Zhu Rong's arm, as if she was appreciating high-grade jade.

She raised her fingers and slid them back and forth on the young man's white arm, "Which section is it cut?" ”

Zhu Rong didn't react to these words, but Duan Lizheng, who was standing on the side, couldn't listen to it anymore.

"Your Highness," Duan Lizheng asked with some hesitation in his long sword, "Do you really want to cut it?" ”

Princess Jinyang's eyes were calm, and she replied, "I want to cut it." ”

Duan Lizheng glanced at the girl who was lying on the bed sleeping quietly, opened his mouth but didn't say anything in the end, raised his long sword, and was about to slash down with a sword towards the place where Princess Jinyang had just gestured, when a woman's faint voice suddenly came from behind him.

"What is this doing?" The girl asked with some curiosity.

Duan Lizheng and Princess Jinyang turned around abruptly, and saw Zhu Luan lying on the bed a little tired, squinting at the light of the night pearl on the ceiling that had not changed for thousands of years, his dry lips moved slightly, and he muttered so lightly that he couldn't hear it: "Why did you cut off your cousin's arm?" ”

Princess Jinyang looked at her with a smile, "Are you awake?" The guy who stepped into the underworld with one foot, woke up and didn't thank the person who saved your life, and first asked the culprit who caused you to become like this? ”

Zhu Luan smiled tiredly, quietly looked at Princess Jinyang's unkind face, and asked, "How did you stabilize this injury?" ”

"Feel it yourself, don't ask me." Although it was a little painful, Princess Jinyang did not regret her decision, so she did not explain the details, but just waved her sleeves and seemed to be unconcerned.

"Your Highness, do you still need to cut off his arm?" Duan Lizheng looked at the two quietly and asked.

Zhu Luan frowned, "Why did you break your arm?" ”

"Because there is not enough blood in your body, only when the blood in your body is unblocked, the medicinal power can reach your limbs and bones, and then you can carry out the next muscle and vein reforge." Princess Jinyang said.

"What does this have to do with the severed cousin's arm?" Zhu Luan asked.

"Isn't it an extremely effective means to obtain a large amount of blood in a short period of time, and to break your arm?" Princess Jinyang looked at Zhu Luan and raised her eyebrows.

"You can make it up." Zhu Luan didn't buy her account, and said angrily, "Don't make trouble, I know you're uncomfortable, but there's no need to scare him so much." ”

The pale-faced girl raised her head and said to Princess Jinyang with a smile.

"Even a princess can't be unreasonable."

She knew this sentence so well, as if she had said it many times.

The Tao female official on the side was stunned, and the strength to cover Mrs. Chen's mouth weakened.

The tone and words are so familiar, just like many years ago, the older princess put her hand on the head of the crying little princess, and gently persuaded while stroking: "Even a princess can't be unreasonable." ”

The irritability that had nowhere to be released in her heart seemed to be smoothed out, and the fingers of Princess Jinyang's right hand moved slightly.

"Alright, no kidding." Princess Jinyang narrowed her eyes when she heard this.

"No matter what, I'm going to return his blood back to you."

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